{"id":2362,"date":"2010-04-28T08:00:28","date_gmt":"2010-04-28T12:00:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=2362"},"modified":"2010-04-30T20:16:13","modified_gmt":"2010-05-01T00:16:13","slug":"sity-a-study-in-violets","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=2362","title":{"rendered":"SITY: A Study of Violets"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a title=\"A History of Violets\" href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/?p=46\" target=\"_self\">As I&#8217;ve mentioned before, I love violets.<\/a><\/p>\n<p>And I thought I knew them well. Then I discovered, as with many things in life, I didn&#8217;t know them at all. Every year, I saw them and said, &#8220;I like them.&#8221; I didn&#8217;t look any closer. I didn&#8217;t make them a part of my life. Not since I was a child, when I made violet syrup, have I given them the attention they deserve. Not until this year, that is.<\/p>\n<p>I have been out to admire and photograph them every day since they started blooming, and I have learned many things. First, I learned that violets spread quickly. I had known it, but I had never witnessed it. Last spring, I couldn&#8217;t have imagined how they&#8217;d come to dominate the yard. They moved up the hill as if scattered by the very hand of God.<\/p>\n<p>I also learned that violets are difficult to photograph. Each violet is a character, and usually an unphotogenic one. I guess that&#8217;s something the violet and I have in common. I&#8217;m not photogenic either. My face looks best animated. Catch it at any one moment and it&#8217;s not always so pretty. I had to take dozens of violet photos just to capture a few decent ones. And I discovered, as I clicked away, that I had four types of violets in my yard (big whites, little whites, dog violets, and common blues). Now, let me introduce some of them to you.<\/p>\n<div id=\"attachment_2368\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Laughing.JPG\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2368\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2368\" title=\"Violet Laughing\" src=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Laughing-300x236.jpg\" alt=\"Violet Laughing\" width=\"300\" height=\"236\" srcset=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Laughing-300x236.jpg 300w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Laughing-1024x807.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Laughing.JPG 1204w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2368\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">First, the friendliest of all, the laughing violet. The full sun, which did me no favors as I was snapping photos, just made her smile more.<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<div style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Naive.JPG\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\" \" title=\"Violet Naive\" src=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Naive-300x300.jpg\" alt=\"Violet Naive\" width=\"300\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><p class=\"wp-caption-text\">The delicate, innocent, tiny white violet. She doesn&#39;t know what fear is.<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<div id=\"attachment_2371\" style=\"width: 234px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Scared.JPG\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2371\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2371\" title=\"Violet Scared\" src=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Scared-224x300.jpg\" alt=\"Violet Scared\" width=\"224\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Scared-224x300.jpg 224w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Scared-768x1024.jpg 768w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Scared.JPG 1704w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 224px) 100vw, 224px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2371\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">The scared violet. He&#39;s even afraid of the camera.<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<div id=\"attachment_2375\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Sad.JPG\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2375\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2375 \" title=\"Violet Sad\" src=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Sad-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"Violet Sad\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Sad-300x225.jpg 300w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Sad-1024x768.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Sad.JPG 1364w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2375\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Here, the everyman of violets. He&#39;s an ordinary, likable guy, but maybe just a tad depressed. Maybe he had his heart broken...<\/p><\/div>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">\n<div id=\"attachment_2376\" style=\"width: 310px\" class=\"wp-caption aligncenter\"><a href=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Flirty.JPG\"><img aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2376\" decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-2376\" title=\"Violet Flirty\" src=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Flirty-300x224.jpg\" alt=\"Violet Flirty\" width=\"300\" height=\"224\" srcset=\"http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Flirty-300x224.jpg 300w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Flirty-1024x767.jpg 1024w, http:\/\/bluefootedmusings.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2010\/04\/Violet-Flirty.JPG 1365w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-2376\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">...and maybe it was by someone like this flirty girl, another common blue.<\/p><\/div>\n<p>I am sorry to say that when I linked to my first violet post (see first sentence), I found that I had failed to keep a promise. I may have to do something about that. We&#8217;ll see. In the meantime, the violets are still blooming. They are in their decline now, fading, petals slightly tattered, but they haven&#8217;t quite lost their charm.\u00a0 Like people, who may lose their looks as they age, these violets still have stories to tell, and I will be there to listen and learn.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>As I&#8217;ve mentioned before, I love violets. And I thought I knew them well. Then I discovered, as with many things in life, I didn&#8217;t know them at all. 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